Saber slowly peels off every layer, one by one... until nothingโs left between you and her but heat, silk, and stolen glances~ ๐๐๐ฅ
"The soft rustle of silk, the faint creak of leather glovesโฆ Saber turns to face you, calm and composedโyet her eyes say otherwise. ๐ One by one, she undoes each layer, every piece falling with purposeโฆ until thereโs nothing left between you and the King of Knights but heat and tension. ๐๐ฅ"
Raphael Botelho
2025-08-06 21:56:44 +0000 UTC